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Monachopsis
03:37
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Too late to explore the earth, too young for the universe
I guess I'll just have to make do with my room
At night I would lay in my bed, look up at the sky
And dream of a better life of my own design
Well I am not stuck in a rut, no, I'm stuck on a rock
So I will swing and I'll sway to the hum - the hum of my galactic wanderlust
Oh to leave this world behind - take off to the stars
I wonder what we will find? Or if that even matters at all
Give me a spaceship with infinite fuel and I'll give you a life
Six strings for six hearts that beat to the pulse and vibrate through time
Chorus
As I looked out into the void, the void looked back into me
Goodbye to the pale blue dot and hello to being
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Well, the sun went down and my mind became alive
Alive with perceptions and questions that my heart felt the need to prescribe
Are you happy with your life? Do you think you've been worth your time?
Are you doing enough? Are you doing too much? Where do you draw the line?
At this point, six hours have passed and all I wanna do is rest
Cause it's 3:30 in the morning and head feels a fucking mess
A mess I can't quite seem to clean up
A mess that permeates everything I am
Well, my eyes shot open and through the gunpowder I could see
That the knowledge of never knowing was comforting, ironically
I can never know a thing and I can't prove either way
All I've got is my gut, my heart, my head, and my soul - my actions and the words they say
Is this music just a phase that I am in?
Am I making any real accomplishments?
Is this therapy or is this redemption?
Or is this just one of many drunken shouts into the wind?
A mess I can't quite seem to clean up
A mess that permeates everything I am
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Carry On
04:19
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Well, the other shoe has dropped but luckily I would rather walk
Barefoot alone in the dirt than walk on a cloud with you
The more I stop to think about it, I'm not even sad your gone I was
Just scared to death that your absence would leave me incomplete
So you know, I wish you the very best and I hope you feel the same
At the end of the day we both had to face the facts - it was never gonna work out this way
So will you let this depression lead to an infection that will eat away your life until it's gone?
Or will you find the strength to carry on?
I don't hate you even though I feel like I should
But the honest truth is your barely on my mind
And besides, nothing much has changed - nothings all that different
We still have to face the finality of life. It's just now we gotta do it alone
So you know, I wish you the very best and I hope you feel the same
At the end of the day we both had to face the facts - it was never gonna work out this way
So will you let this depression lead to an infection that will eat away your life until it's gone?
Or will you find the strength to carry on?
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Civil War
03:14
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When you sleep what do you see?
Are your dreams a mechanism for release?
Well we all know there's only one real way this thing can go
And it's not attractive but it'll have to do
When every fiber of this carpet is staring into space
And it's soaking up whatever's left of you
Watch it fall and rise again
Oh this sweeping cascade to the fluid life you live
Well I need a doctor or at the very least a hand to hold
So I can ditch these medications I self-prescribed
Because these breaths are oh so labored, but long since overdue
So I'll breath these breaths again and breathe anew
I'll be the last one standing in the battle with myself
In three years time, will you believe
In every single criticism you've received?
Did you not notice the new horizon coming round again?
And it is lighting up these fences you must mend
It sure as fuck will not be easy, but what worth having is?
Well, one way or another I know this -
I'll be the last one standing in the battle with myself
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When you’re out and the suffering is widespread and you feel the bodies heaving
When the globe feels as though it’s stopped its turning and the wind blows ever colder
When you’re out and theirs no food on the table and your belt is steadily expanding
When the factories closed and there’s dirt on your clothes/ It’s not how its supposed to be
Cause existence is only the beginning of a beautiful end
Tear it down, Take the whole thing down to splinters, set the whole damn thing on fire
From the ash of these borders and these barriers, we can make a new beginning
And we’ll sing and we’ll dance ‘till our lungs, they collapse and we’ll beat with our fists ‘till their blue and their black
And we'll bury the past in an avalanche that tells the world we can make this last
/Regardless of what you do there’s something that you’re missing, just be sure your existence is one that merits your existing/Be sure your existence is existence that’s worth existing
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Here Be Monsters Athens, Georgia
Here Be Monsters is an independent folk-punk project currently based out of Georgia consisting of one member. It delivers lo-
fi, emotive music through full band recordings and looper-based performances.
Digital downloads are free, but I'm still charging for CDs and merch. Donations are welcome! Thanks, y'all!
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